This song only has 2 verses, but i waiting for C aBoVe AvErAgE to finish his verse and the I will be done w/ the song... let me know what u think of it so far
Young artist wit good taste in music.
Yo i'm 16 years old. I have loved hip-hop for about five years now and I love everything about it.
Lyrics
verse 1:
Call me Lieutenant Tak, cuz of how I order these guys-to-act/
It's a habitat that I cant quit cuz the adrenaline rises-fast/
One after another with my vocab-fire, i'm on a lyrical-killin'-spree/
Spit ya best cuz there's no man-higher, it'll take a mirical-harmin'-me/
I'm reckless, inflict-major-damage on ya ass when u least expect-it/
Deliver hectic, rip-haters-witha-savage blast until then learn to respect-this/
Intensive depression from vocabs mentioned to the people of the whole nation/
ages 7 to 18, from listenin' to my words that make heads go in rotation/
When I spit, it's like i'm spreadin' a virus, because it's a sickness/
Don't try to copy this i'm sendin' out sierens to protect the innocent/
My deadly-precision-is-exact when I execute-brutal-acts/
I have a steady-vision-on-track when I shoot-cructal-attacks/
It's natural-instinct, to cause and demolish incredible destruction/
Among the ones who battle-weak, it's a job which enables corruption/
Yea it's true life's a bitch, but God forebid the bitch to force me/
So much possibilitys to make history, Taktical, the new rap mystery/
hook:
Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise words
Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, spit out
Shut your block down, get out, criminal route
Gangsta shit, can't talk now, gun in your mouth
verse 2:
I'm livin'-up-to the music, i'm drivin'-up to induce-it, from my insane-evil/
No way i'm givin'-up I choose-it, hittin'-fucks that knew-it, it's all the same-people/
God by my side, I know i'm goin' to heaven I can feel myself Growin'/
Never dodgein' life, who's gonna use the steel to blow my chest? No one!/
I excite ya in a mistrical-way, leave an expression on ya face/
from my lyrical-spray, which will cause a tension that u can't erase/
It's just like gas-pollution, my rhymes bring you mass-delusions/
My elevation is fast-movin' theres no way you can blast-it's movements/
You get intensive-depression when i become a resisdent-around ur-presisents/
Your less-intelligent-not-impressive, i say what u fuckin' hesitate-to-mention/
Stayin' above my game, taken oppurtunites to a next-level/
No fakin', u love my name, fuck with me if u wanna test-the-devil/
What now bitch can't handle-it? eat up ur punchlines like sum canable-shit/
I spark up the room like a lit candle-stick, note, I got a bendable-grip/
Snap ya in half, ya'll can't fuck around, your words ain't right/
U act like it's hard math, greatness equals, verbs, tak, and a mic/
